Well, I had gotten pretty inspired by the first book of The Hunger Games series, so I wanted to make my own little story. Anyway, hope you guys like it, any advice you have will be greatly appreiciated.
Characters:
Nim- District 12
Sara- District 12
Key- District 11 (main)
Maya- District 11
Samy- District 10
Kan- District 10
Maria- District 9
Felix- District 9
Regi- District 8
Giga- District 8
Ilexia- District 7
Danny- District 7
Den- District 6
Nina- District 6
Hash- District 5
Annaya- District 5
Yenshu- District 4
Nexius- District 4
Xeviohna- District 3
Hannah- District 3
Casey- District 2
Rick- District 2
Eric- District 1
Channel- District 1
Chapter One:
It's two days until the reaping. Just two. I'm scared out of my mind. For some reason, the flowers around here in the orchards of District 11 aren't helping. My mom and my dad, apparently, have gone off somewhere. They wouldn't tell me, because it was "secret". They know if they keep secrets from me, I just become more and more anxious to find out about them. But right now isn't the exact time for finding out secrets. The reaping is coming. My District is frantic. My head still rings with the names of our last two tributes. Rue and Thresh. I saw it all on TV. How a girl named Katniss Everdeen covered her in flowers. And how Thresh died at the hands of Cato. I just wish they never showed Cato's death. He deserved it, but I could hear people start to gag at the Town Square watching it. Those mutts. I've figured out why there so human like. The collars on there necks with the District numbers on them. The way they communicate. It's like the soul of a tribute was put into a dog. How Cruel. Terrible. Sick. I would've gone mad if I had to face them. I startle when I hear a girls voice next to me.
"get your mind off the reaping, Key. Have some fun!" it says. I notice the voice. Maya. The fun loving, most cheerful girl ever. She never really understands anyone's sadness, pain, depression. She's a little self-centered. Annoying in my opinion.
I roll my eyes at Maya. "I can't. It's just two days away. I'd like it better If it were at least a month away." I reply. "aw come on, enjoy it!" she whines. "I can't!!" I snap. "you can!!" she snaps back. I don't dare reply, knowing she'll just keep it going. And the fact that she's at my house dosent help. I just sigh, putting my hands on my chin as I stare at the ground. I'm worried. For Maya. For me. What if we get our names pulled in the reaping? What If Maya volunteers? What if I volunteer? I try to stop thinking about, but I really can't. It's to hard. Well, not that it's hard, but it's stuck like glue in my head. But the problem is, ever since I watched the seventy-fourth Hunger Games, I've WANTED to be a tribute! Hard to beleive, but it's true. Now, I'm just chicken. Maya, she's excited. She's acting like its her sweet sixteen. She dosent turn sixteen for two months.
"Maya, why do you get so lucky?" I ask. It takes a while for her to answer. "I dunno. Why are you always so unlucky?" she asks. "I dunno." I reply, mocking her voice. I make talking motions with my hands. She getting annoyed. Good. I need to talk some sense into her. She rolls her eyes and looks out my door. Not like there's anything there. "hey look!! There's a rabbit out the window!!" she yells. Oh, how I wish I had such good eye sight. I look out of the window, noticing the chocolate brown bunny rabbit outside the window. I must admit, it's cute. Just the way IT looks, isn't so cute...
Well, I had gotten pretty inspired by the first book of The Hunger Games series, so I wanted to make my own little story. Anyway, hope you guys like it, any advice you have will be greatly appreiciated.
Characters:
Nim- District 12
Sara- District 12
Key- District 11 (main)
Maya- District 11
Samy- District 10
Kan- District 10
Maria- District 9
Felix- District 9
Regi- District 8
Giga- District 8
Ilexia- District 7
Danny- District 7
Den- District 6
Nina- District 6
Hash- District 5
Annaya- District 5
Yenshu- District 4
Nexius- District 4
Xeviohna- District 3
Hannah- District 3
Casey- District 2
Rick- District 2
Eric- District 1
Channel- District 1
Chapter One:
It's two days until the reaping. Just two. I'm scared out of my mind. For some reason, the flowers around here in the orchards of District 11 aren't helping. My mom and my dad, apparently, have gone off somewhere. They wouldn't tell me, because it was "secret". They know if they keep secrets from me, I just become more and more anxious to find out about them. But right now isn't the exact time for finding out secrets. The reaping is coming. My District is frantic. My head still rings with the names of our last two tributes. Rue and Thresh. I saw it all on TV. How a girl named Katniss Everdeen covered her in flowers. And how Thresh died at the hands of Cato. I just wish they never showed Cato's death. He deserved it, but I could hear people start to gag at the Town Square watching it. Those mutts. I've figured out why there so human like. The collars on there necks with the District numbers on them. The way they communicate. It's like the soul of a tribute was put into a dog. How Cruel. Terrible. Sick. I would've gone mad if I had to face them. I startle when I hear a girls voice next to me.
"get your mind off the reaping, Key. Have some fun!" it says. I notice the voice. Maya. The fun loving, most cheerful girl ever. She never really understands anyone's sadness, pain, depression. She's a little self-centered. Annoying in my opinion.
I roll my eyes at Maya. "I can't. It's just two days away. I'd like it better If it were at least a month away." I reply. "aw come on, enjoy it!" she whines. "I can't!!" I snap. "you can!!" she snaps back. I don't dare reply, knowing she'll just keep it going. And the fact that she's at my house dosent help. I just sigh, putting my hands on my chin as I stare at the ground. I'm worried. For Maya. For me. What if we get our names pulled in the reaping? What If Maya volunteers? What if I volunteer? I try to stop thinking about, but I really can't. It's to hard. Well, not that it's hard, but it's stuck like glue in my head. But the problem is, ever since I watched the seventy-fourth Hunger Games, I've WANTED to be a tribute! Hard to beleive, but it's true. Now, I'm just chicken. Maya, she's excited. She's acting like its her sweet sixteen. She dosent turn sixteen for two months.
"Maya, why do you get so lucky?" I ask. It takes a while for her to answer. "I dunno. Why are you always so unlucky?" she asks. "I dunno." I reply, mocking her voice. I make talking motions with my hands. She getting annoyed. Good. I need to talk some sense into her. She rolls her eyes and looks out my door. Not like there's anything there. "hey look!! There's a rabbit out the window!!" she yells. Oh, how I wish I had such good eye sight. I look out of the window, noticing the chocolate brown bunny rabbit outside the window. I must admit, it's cute. Just the way IT looks, isn't so cute...